Moto Sekai Ichi’i no Sub-chara Ikusei Nikki

"Wow !?"

As she comes out of the secret room, she can surprise someone.

"What, second, are you ... you suddenly come out of the wall and think it's a ghost. Don't you surprise me?" "Masamuune.

The voice was mainly Masamune.

Oh ... what does that mean?

"Do you follow the continent?"

Suddenly cut out the main subject.

Then, Masamune suddenly became ill. I puff my cheeks and stare at me.

Did you say something wrong?

"I'm sorry. I don't want you to feel sick." …""to you?""…………"

silence.

No, I don't know. It ’s difficult, woman ’s heart.

"Masamune"

If you don't know, you have no choice but to go ahead.

I took out my sword and Wakizashi and gave it to Masamune.

She looked at me with a sad face for a moment and then turned to me with a smile.

"I'm glad you helped. I'm proud of you." "Oh, I'm proud of you. The sword you lent is the one that beat Miroku. That's no doubt."

Masamune quietly receives the sword. Wakizashi and a sword. Carefully equip them one by one.

"How about after that? Did you come up with a good idea in your turn?" "If you float so easily, you won't have any trouble." "Yes"

That's true. We laughed at will.

But Masamune's smile was awkward. A lonely face that makes you laugh. To me it looked like a crying face somewhere.

"Now, second. You're going to go, anyway? Let me say goodbye. I want to send you out."

Masamune turns her back on me and speaks in a crisp voice.

...... It's a lie. A lie that is obvious. If you want to send it out brightly, why is your shoulder shaking so much?

“…………”

I couldn't say the following words.

The definitive word that can stop the trembling of her shoulder.

Just say a word, "Take care."

But I know his dream. I know. I know that the great tree of strong will and conviction, which can be described as obsession, sprung out of her sublime, noble, her harsh life, is still bearing fruit.

I can't say that. I must not say. Don't tell her to throw away everything.

Benzai style. Never let her dream castle fall away.

Just as I picked up and grew up Silvia and Eco, it was a great value and a great responsibility.

Or was she saying it was "convenienced"?

……Really. Then ...

"I don't need to see it off."

A small voice leaks. It's a female voice. A thin, female voice. The thin back and gentle curves are hidden, but still.

...... She may have a good feeling for me as a woman.

While knowing that it is unacceptable in my position.

"Let's promise"

So you don't need to see it off.

Instead, make an appointment.

"Umbrella" "... umbrella?"

I think desperately. Words that can be done without damaging both her heart and her dreams.

"I broke the umbrella."

I know it's not like that. But I couldn't help but say why.

"It takes many months to repair, it's ragged." "That's terrible." "Oh, it's terrible. I can't even return in the rainy season."

Don't look at me.

I hoped so, sighing and opening my mouth as if to cool my hot face.

You say, "If the rain stops, come and get it. But it's a season when you don't need an umbrella. If you really need it ... I'll be repairing it and waiting."

A moment of silence.

Unexpectedly, Masamune's shoulders began to shake again. Or, if you think.

"Ah, ah! Ha, huh! Ah!

Laugh!

Humiliation! This guy, I'm sorry ...!

"It's crazy! Do you want me to come and get me? I'm the one who lent me? Ha ha! Ha ha ha! Ah, you're still interesting."

Cusso, his face is hot! I shouldn't say!

.... And for a while, Masamune was laughing as if to harass him. At first I used to make excuses to hide my embarrassment, but it gradually came to me and I couldn't say a word to the end.

They do not show each other their faces and do not exchange words. What a mysterious atmosphere.

Then, Masamune suddenly said something like this.

“… Typhoon” “What?” “Typhoon!”

What happened to the typhoon?

"I need an umbrella"

Oh, that kind of thing.

“…………” “…………”

They silence.

Each other has something to say.

But I can't say it straight ... Now, never.

Therefore, in a bad parable, we explore each other without touching the heart.

It was strange and comfortable.

Is that so?

Masamune recalled, with a last word, his best smile.

"Rain doesn't stop"

A radiant smile. Promise of reunion.

The back of Masamune who went away disappeared, and I took my gaze to the sky where I had nowhere to go.

A beautiful sky star. The winter night sky was clear everywhere.

* * *

"You're going to be red-eyed."

dawn. The red cat stands alone as an instructor in front of the line-up at the Kabuhara school.

One of the students murmured as though he was impressed.

Now that his father Kenshin has retired, the top of this school is his only daughter, the red cat. However, the red cat is also trailing the dojo.

There is not yet a samurai who is so skilled that he can leave the dojo to his students. In this state, the Kabuto Ryu is as if it were interrupted. Every student had an uneasy expression as to whether or not they understood it.

However, no one had detained the cat.

Why is that?

Bishamon: I'm convinced that if you have a red cat, you'll be able to reach a higher level. However, than your father, you can learn to draw swords under that person, and you will know that there is no more environment. Don't worry about it, you should be invited by all means. "" We are all here in the distant place.

Everyone is a samurai, even to the bones.

Once you see the man who follows Miroku who has brought down his ancestors to perfection, he cannot help but respect him. It is the nature of the samurai.

Rather, they even thought they wanted to follow. However, it lacks the ability. He doesn't have the ability to dig into the second sword art. Again they knew painfully well.

Therefore, commit. With all the wills and wishes that you can have on the stars of the school that can be called their hope.

"……I"

The red cat glanced quietly at the eyes of all the students.

Determination is firm. After.

"I abandon Kabubaru. Never again, Kabubaru. My father and my stomach are cut off. And with you ... Is everybody dreaming of me?"

Asked, with a trembling voice.

Their belly was also decided.

"Of course!"

Even from no one, the pupils sang together and answered aloud from the belly.

Those who are really pleasing-the red cat sighs and continues to speak.

"My dream is to have fun. I'll bet on my game for a lifetime. I love sword-drawing from the bottom of my heart. I realized so. I'm glad if you did so. I want you to keep watching, so that's why ... "

At the end, she was intolerable.

You may also meet your face. However, the road to walk is moving away. From this island where I was born and raised, I left the samurai who had a hard time. The road will never cross again.

In other words, this is a parting of this life.

"Let's laugh and play! Laugh and look at me ...!"

It was a strange sight.

Everyone was crying. Everyone was laughing.

She travels far away. They stare at the dazzling stars.

"Be the master!"

Everyone, thank you-with that command, they bow down to the red cat.

I saw the red cat going away with a smile. Forever and forever.

Soon, Kabuto Ryu will lose its shape. Nevertheless, knowing their fate, they smiled with a heartfelt smile.

And the sun rises. I can't see the stars anymore.

"You ... terrible face."

Kissho style dojo.

Masamune, dressed as a man, appears in front of thistle, who cleans a large dojo as usual, alone.

Masamune, knowing that she is hated by thistles, always comes to see herself in this way, is flooded with harsh words, and leaves her place.

However, only two were different. One is Masamune's face. The other is thistle reaction.

"Isn't that terrible?" "Your eyes swelled ..."

Sister-in-law and sister-in-law. It was the first time in a couple of years that this sister, who had been close since childhood, had such a conversation.

"My sister has a great face." "Oh, what?" "It looks like a possession has fallen." "Fan ..."

As if this had happened, thistle whispered away, gazing away from Masamune, leaning a broom on a wall, and opening his mouth while looking at the garden.

"I wanted to be a bakery."

"……Yes?"

Too abrupt muttering. Masamune is amazed and listens back.

"Remember? We're still young and we weren't in any trouble. The first time a peddler came to this island with the help of Tokichirou," "Oh, I remember well. My sister and I were asked to get a stepmom to buy "Kurimupan". "

While saying, Masamune suddenly notices.

"Ah, no way." "Well, yeah. I couldn't forget the taste. I was studying steadily, asking for a bakery book."

Thistle smiled, saying nostalgia. Looking at the soft appearance, Masamune was a little surprised, but smiled in a similar way, recalling the same memory.

"... It was delicious." "Yes, it was delicious .... I loved bread." "I didn't know. That's right ...." "Ufufu. And I ate while looking at the sea. "You" Yeah, but it was called at that time. "" Yeah. Yes, that's right. Really ridiculous. Really ... "

He meditates, puts his memories behind the box and locks them.

Thistle then exhaled to break away from the past, turned to Masamune, and said,

"I'm leaving the island." "I felt like that." "Oh, I'm not surprised. Why?" "I worried every day. It's natural to understand the recent changes in my sister." ………… ”

I worried every day. She is not an older sister whose meaning is not understood.

There is, of course, a part that I cannot understand. But there was certainly a time when they were more pure and did not even know one suspicion.

If I could go back then-it wasn't just my sister who thought so.

"Hey, Masamune. If you meet me over there, this time ..."

"rain"

"e?"

"Rainy, if it stops ... I'm going to go to thistle sister's shop"

"... Yes, that's right."

Once the rain stops.

Innocent words with all the pleasure that a small child can make with the promise of play.

I couldn't do such an easy thing.

Unless that man, like a child, breaks the adult world down to the dust.

They look up at the clear sky and squint at the glare of the sun.

The sun shining brightly reminded them of this.

Summer is unlikely to be that far.